and so i say : "Dear Diary..."

Dear Diary,

Yesterday[15th November '07] was a rather hectic day than any other usual day. A force coming from the great depths of my heart seems to be signaling me today was gonna be a screwed up day. I shrugged off this weird feeling off me and diss it off and gladly went out of the house.

Till then, i never knew i was THAT dependent towards technology. Oblivious to this obvious fact, i began my way down to the train as it heads towards my destination slowly....

To my own surprise, i reached early than the arranged time. I was told and aware that im meething the two at one certain shopping mall. I thought the shopping mall right ahead of me is the meeting place. Thus i head towards the cinema, where i thought they two were there.

Besides the cinema was an aracade, group of teens were grouping around a dance machine. It's real obvious the kid in the dancing machine cant dance for nuts, however "pratice makes perfect" comes to my mind, even i so wanted to laugh, i resist the thought to and waited at the cinema outside.

Time is ticking real fast, i took a glimpse at the clock at the top left of the screens that shows the screening times of the current movies. it's 14:22pm already, yet i see no familar face looking for me.

It then struck me that im probably in the wrong mall. I tried my best to find out the exact location, but to no avail. That shopping mall is the worst mall i ever encountered. LOLWUTZ? no phones around the entire mall? heck, even Orchard's shopping malls can do better.

I went around, a total of 3 rounds around the 4th floor[where the cinema is located] i anxiously wanting to spot a familar face, yet all i see was more strangers and more strangers.

I suddenly got the thought to leave the shopping mall, and towards the station where i came out from. And good o' gracious me did i find serveral phone booths planted just the outskirts of the station itself. i whacked myself a couple of times for being too blind and called for "reinforcements" : just for the sake of knowing my friend's number. After the familiar ear-whacking welcome tone was heard, i was relived that i had indeed dialed the correct number.

After i knew that one of my friend had arrived, i thought it was the exact same location where we are supposed to meet, i stubbornly went back to the exact spot, only to find, a differnt bunch of primary school teens playing the dancing machine, but still, not even a trace of my friend, at all.

I suddenly got the thought to go home, for i just couldnt find them at all. im pissed at myself for not bringing the darn phone out and pissed for being exhausted. Thus, when i dragged myself back to the same phone booth again, my tone seems to be rather mad, and was real exhausted and hungry. T O T i then told them if they can meet me at the station instead. Thankfully, they did. so yea, no show to watch and got exhaust and hunger for accompany instead.

there's still have part 2 of story, but meh, i doubt it's any interesting than showcasing my idiotcy ever. Anyways, it;s class gathering yesterday. To be mature, i shant start pin-point a person that have been critisized zillions times and over. not only it's an epic waste of time, and yea, not that im bothered with.

And yea, just before u were to say "Pictures or it never happen" Here's a photo. (:

hell yeah, aint i the most obvious of all? XD